Still Awake

No, I am not just getting home from anywhere, though given how many posts I've done at roughly this time for the last few months, I can see how some might jump to that conclusion.

Sadly, that is not the case. Instead, I am simply still awake and I can not figure out why. I've got a theory or two, mostly because at night I think too much and I'm more emotional than usual and everything gets to me. So, here it is almost 5 AM and I'm still up because my brain can't shut down for even a little while right now.

I'm contemplating watching a movie...perhaps some Pirates 2, or perhaps Jackass 2...must be the day for sequels. The first time I saw Pirates 2 I was sitting between Kayleen and Evan, talking to the movie screen telling Elizabeth to wake up, ditch Will, and get with Jack. Kayleen laughed the whole time and Evan kept looking at me like I was crazy - not to mention kept stealing the arm rest and doing the "Your side/My side thing", which is why I put the arm rest down as a separator in the first place. And of course Jack 2 is from Clusterfuck Sunday, where half the time I was covering my eyes, Brett was staring at the screen saying "What the fuck?" and Evan was laughing his ass off. Three very typical reactions from us whenever watching a movie - such as when Tim brought us the wonder that is the movie 'Feast'. There's one particular scene in that movie that elicited the exact same three reactions from each of us, and Tim had pretty much even said that's what he was counting on and would have been very surprised had we not reacted in those exact ways. Good times. *Shudder* If you really must know the scene I am referring to...just go rent the movie. It will be painfully obvious which scene it is when it comes up. Gross.

I am ready to leave Nebraska. Not a big surprise there, I've been saying it for a while. Silas said GI is opening a new middle school and as much ass as that would kick to be able to hang with him again...I seriously need to get out of here. I am going nuts. I've been going nuts for the last year and a half in this stupid effing city and this stupid effing state. I don't know where I want to go or what I want to do, but I sure as hell am not going to figure those things out here.

I saw Britty on Tuesday. She stopped here to hang out with me for a little bit on her way back to Iowa City and pretty much gave me the coolest Christmas gift EVER. It's a collage of the last five years of our lives and it is so awesome. Every picture of her and I (along with several of Teetz too, we were the Three Stooges after all, ha ha) has a funny story behind it, and I remember taking every single one. We just sat around the apartment then for a while and chatted and thought of ways to make Guitar Hero a way more awesome game...such as putting censors on the player so if they do not mimic the moves of their character on the game, they get a little shock. Also, we're somehow going to fashion a way to pretend to breathe fire while playing - like somehow using one of those noise makers you blow on but instead of having the part unroll and make noise, there are orange streamers that look like fire or something...it's all very complicated and we were being our ridiculous selves so it's probs only funny to me and her but that's fine by me. Teetz missed out, big time, but it's okay, he'll make up for it eventually.

"Simple Man" - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this
It'll help you some sunny day

Take your time...don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
Go find a woman and you'll find love
And don't forget son
There is someone up above

And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Won't you do this for me son
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich mans gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this if you try
All that I want for you my son
Is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Won't you do this for me son
If you can?

Boy, don't you worry...you'll find yourself
Follow you heart and nothing else
And you can do this if you try
All that I want for you my son
Is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Won't you do this for me son
If you can?

Baby be a simple, be a simple man
Oh be something you love and understand

I had only ever heard this song once in my life, a few weeks ago. Then on my way to watch Reservoir Dogs with Tim on Saturday I heard it on the radio. I always find it interesting when things like that happen. Sometimes I read to much into things, but I've always thought that things always happen for a reason, as cliched as that saying is, but sometimes you get something that you need without first even knowing that you needed it. Everyone knows I love music, that it's my therapy. When I heard this song on my way to Tim's of all places, it helped. It still made me tear up, because that's what I do, but it helped. And maybe that's why I am still awake now, this day/night, because for some reason, I just needed to be. Who knows.

This post is entirely longer than I expected it to be, and it turned out to be much more of a hodge-podge of stuff than I anticipated. Perhaps it is now movie time, and then sleep. I'd love to have my regular sleep cycle back again, but I've been all out of sync lately and it's driving me nutso.

BTW - totally loving Desperate Housewives, at least season one. A lot of people said season two wasn't as good, so we'll see.

Things I am looking forward to:
1. My Birthday (13 days!)
2. Entourage (March, gah)
3. 300 (Again, March, gah)
4. Dexter season one on dvd (no idea when, and Brett says Showtime dvds are retarded expensive, boo/hiss)

Night kids...or Morning...whatevs, I'm out.